N- for me, but i know that also for K, this trip had a very important element- going back into the times and places of childhood. For me, childhood is Nowy Sacz, Rytro, Krynica, skinny dipping, all day fishing in Krynica river, the best ice cream at Argasinski in Nowy Sacz…but most importantly my Grandfather. Long walkes together in the forests and looking for animal footsteps and also recognising all the different types of the trees and plants and learning how to ski in the wild. Running away from the wild pigs and running after the deers. He shared with me the love for travelling, nature, good music, to freedom and the ‘anything is possible’ attitude. Since he died, I could not force myself to go back here as every place reminded me of him. I’m happy that I showed that part of me to K, that he had a chance to see where I was because this place, or maybe this person, had on me the biggest impact.

N- Poland is full of surprises. In the far north we have found not only forests, lakes, swamps and bisons but also the biggest amount of sledge dogs. In a very hermetic environment called Sciborska Republic lives only one family ( Dad ‘Running Wolf’, Mom plus two kids looking like they have been taken out from a King’s novel) offering not only a long description of each of the 40 dogs but also a visit in a little home made Indian and Eskimo villages. There is a proper border, visa – all of this very close to the border with Lithuania, where we have also been. Night bike rides and an official camping site on the concrete floor is just couple of attractions that awaits you in Kovno.

All my life I believed that it was not going to happen to me, I was always looking around me in case I left something behind.

Recently I went to Amsterdam with my friend to another friend. First one is going on the exploration trip, another one is going on the life trip. First one is going to Indonesia- out of love, being tired, out of passion…Another one is changing the galaxy, he is about to have a child.

Some time ago I lost my mother and in Amsterdam I lost my favourite hat.

K- Two weeks ago N went to Bulgaria and I to Holland.Travelling around Europe is completely different, everything seems familiar, easier. There is less fun in searching for a transport, places to stay, everything is there ready, waiting for you- a friend living somewhere, places I have visited before. There is less places that surprises you, travelling is usually restricted to getting from one big city to another- probably out of laziness because it is easier, faster, more convenient…and that’s not the point.

Two weeks on the road, with a friend, two weeks full of adventures- grilling in Amsterdam with Lukas and Sheryl, esoteric carpooling that never arrived, Berlin and the best falafel at a sad woman’s place and finally windurfing in Hel with brother and Kris and sleeping over in tax office in Gdynia.

In drawer lying tons of unscanned films, N is not back yet- when we gather it all together we will post it up in our own chaotic time.